He didn't fear giving birth to a son and making a fool of himself?
The Tang family was just an ordinary wealthy family. Tang Xiaomin couldn't understand why Old Master Ye insisted on a prenatal engagement and took such a big risk.
"Why would you ask that? Shouldn't you be happy to have an engagement with the Ye family?" Ye Lingyun retorted.
Tang Xiaomin shook her head.
"I like freedom. I don't like being restricted, and I especially dislike the constraints of marriage."
However, Ye Lingyun heard something else in her words.
That was, Tang Xiaomin might not like Ye Fengxing.
If she truly liked him, she should be enjoying it, not being so discontent.
"You, don't like Feng Ye?"
In her past life, she had never liked him for a single day.
And she wouldn't in this life either, because he had held her adoptive parents hostage.
For that reason alone, she couldn't like him.
Even the slight good impression she might have had was gone.
"Isn't arranged marriage just like this?"
Binding two people who had no feelings for each other into a single marriage.
Ye Lingyun understood, but he also knew that Tang Xiaomin couldn't change anything.
Because Tang Xiaomin was facing the Ye family.
It wasn't like their petty squabbles where being good at fighting was enough.
"I'll try to find out about your situation another day, but I can't guarantee I'll get any information."
"Thank you."
Ye Lingyun was stunned. Tang Xiaomin was being so polite?
It really wasn't like her.
Tang Xiaomin was a little tired and leaned back in her seat to rest.
Ye Lingyun drove, occasionally stealing glances at Tang Xiaomin.
The longer he knew her, the more he realized she was actually quite easy to get along with.
Although she had a bad temper and would fight at the slightest provocation, she possessed a unique charm that made people admire her.
A person like her would be great to have as a friend, even if not as a wife.
As Ye Lingyun was lost in his thoughts, he suddenly saw something extraordinary in the rearview mirror.
"Damn it! The car behind us is on fire! How is it still moving!"
Tang Xiaomin was startled awake by Ye Lingyun's exclamation and glanced into the rearview mirror.
Behind them, indeed, there was a car engulfed in raging flames, looking ferocious and terrifying.
It wasn't just on fire, it was...
"Who is this person? The car is on fire and he's not stopping. Has he already burned to death? Why is he still following us! This is like seeing a ghost."
Ye Lingyun grumbled, preparing to slow down and stop.
Suddenly, a chop to the back of his head with a hand sent him instantly unconscious.
Tang Xiaomin pulled the car's handbrake, spun the car around in the middle of the road, and stopped.
Opposite them was the burning car.
The flames on the car gradually died down, revealing its true form.
It was entirely black, with a terrifying design, and from the front, it resembled a skull, like a monstrous demon.
The car's name was Rolls-Royce: Phantom.
A limited collector's edition from the Underworld Corporation.
Tang Xiaomin stared at the car, dumbfounded, forgetting to breathe.
Time seemed to freeze.
How was this possible!!!
As Tang Xiaomin was in shock, the car door opened.
A long leg clad in a gleaming black leather shoe stepped onto the ground.
A man in a black suit and trousers emerged from the car, walking through the dark night towards Tang Xiaomin, step by step.
The faint, charming curve at the corner of his lips was all too familiar.
As always, it sent a shiver down Tang Xiaomin's spine.
As he got closer and closer, she could finally see his face clearly.
The man's arrogant gaze seemed unfocused, not as lively as that of a living person, his deep eyes filled with calm.
His raven-black hair lazily brushed his ears.
A sapphire stud earring on his left ear reflected a dazzling, brilliant light in the night sky.
Just a few steps, and his presence was so powerful, it was as if an army of thousands was behind him, serving him.
His tall, 1.87-meter frame exuded the charm of a mature man.
He was so handsome that one couldn't help but admire him, like a black hole that drew people's gaze, making it impossible to escape.
...
As Tang Xiaomin stood there, shocked and speechless, the man kicked open the driver's side door.
Without a word, he lifted the unconscious Ye Lingyun out with one hand.
"Hey! No!"
Tang Xiaomin suddenly awoke and shouted loudly.
The man, however, paid no attention.
Tang Xiaomin quickly got out of the car and ran to grab the man's arm.
"Let go! Hurry!" she commanded.
...
"I order you to let go quickly! He's just a driver, let him go!"
The man threw Ye Lingyun onto the ground, and without a word, was about to beat him.
Tang Xiaomin, using all her strength, held onto him tightly, constantly explaining.
"Don't do anything rash. This isn't your Underworld Corporation. If you beat someone to death, it's against the law, and you'll be arrested and go to jail."
"Anyone who sees me, dies!" the man said angrily.
Sigh... still so arrogant, self-important, conceited, and aloof...
"You can't break the laws of the world!"
"Killing a few people won't be a big problem."
...
The two of them were pulling at each other on the road, as if they were fighting.
Tang Xiaomin feared him the most and couldn't reason with him.
Tang Xiaomin flung Yan Jue away.
"I'm angry, and I won't be appeased. I'm done with you!"
Saying this, Tang Xiaomin turned and walked away in a huff.
Upon hearing this, Yan Jue, forgetting about Ye Lingyun, chased after her.
"Minmin, I finally found you. Don't leave me."
...
"Please, Minmin."
...
Someone was as stubborn as a mule and refused to talk.
"Minmin, if you don't talk to me, I'll die for you to see!"
...
He was even threatening her.
He was truly the clingy type, both annoying and attached.
His behavior was strange, his temper was big, and his thought process was even more peculiar; she couldn't guess what he was thinking.
"This world isn't for you to come to, what's going on?" Tang Xiaomin asked.
Yan Jue quickly caught up with Tang Xiaomin, walking alongside her on the main road.
Just like that, they seemed to have made up.
Yan Jue began to explain to Tang Xiaomin with a serious expression, his deep voice flowing slowly, his peripheral vision fixed on Tang Xiaomin.
"People nowadays live too painfully. They don't want to reincarnate even after death. Over time, the Underworld Corporation has become overcrowded."
Tang Xiaomin rolled her eyes at him.
"What does that have to do with you showing up here?"
"I plan to develop the funeral business properly, so people can leave this world peacefully when they die. This way, their resentment won't be so heavy, and they'll likely be willing to reincarnate obediently."
This: ...
Tang Xiaomin was shocked. He had even learned to develop businesses across industries.
She shouldn't have suggested commercializing the Underworld back then.
Now, he was living the good life, with everything he needed, as long as he had money.
Some ghosts had their families burn joss paper for them frequently, enough to keep their wallets full.
Living and having fun in the Underworld, who would still want to struggle to live?
Tang Xiaomin hadn't expected to have brought about such a counterproductive result.
"Minmin, where are you taking me?"
Suddenly, Tang Xiaomin stopped, grabbed Yan Jue's hand, and began to touch, examine, and pinch it.